Just as his drop of blood landed on the piece of paper a surge went through his system. The world closed down. Veins bulge from his body, he felt himself being drawn into a whirlpool. Pain attacked his nerves like a series of piercing needles. His heart bloated like it was going to explode, he felt his teeth were way more than thirty two. He held his chest and fell to the ground crouching in pain. He tore at his own face, tearing the skin off it. His body began to squirm like a worm was passing through his insides. He rolled on the floor, his body jerking unnaturally and his fingers were curled like a leper's. He felt his bones crack, till he couldn't contain the pain anymore and he let out a piercing scream that was followed by an explosion of his head.
And silence became prominent. All noise died. He opened his eyes, and a large screen hung over the space right above his eyes. The screen held a blue color and a little information was written on it. It possessed the vibes he got from a game. /Welcome, New Player! Would you like to continue?/ /YES or NO/ He paused, finding it difficult to understand. What the hell was going on? He discovered he couldn't move his legs, did he even have one? He lifted his hand and pressed YES. A beeping sound escaped the screen and it flipped to a new screen. /My name is Ag! I will be your very personal AI. You have been resurrected into the body of a new character. Would you like to continue with the character's default information? Choose YES to continue and NO to create your own./ /YES or NO/ He chose NO. He wasn't interested in using a default system. He hated it, even when playing games with his sister. The beeping sound came again and it switched to the next scene. /CREATE YOURSELF! loading.../ The system kept loading for a few minutes before bringing up a new screen with the color pink this time. /NAME:?/ A keyboard popped up from underneath the screen. He decided he wasn't gonna play as Arlo. No. Arlo was dead. He decided to become someone new, something else. Something of his own making and not what the world made him to be. Something that encompassed who he was and his heritage. If his second chance was in a game or anywhere he would live it to the fullest. He typed in. CORAL ARAMIDE. The system ran, humming gently in his ears. Then a full name was displayed. /CORAL ARAMIDE HALLER./ /ACCEPT? or DECLINE?/ He accepted easily. The next screen popped up and the system had already created an algorithm that contained elements like his Age! Sex, occupation and all. They were not really important stuff at least it's what he thought and he moved to the next screen. /CHOOSE YOUR PATH!/ the system displayed an alarming red background and a purposeful beat sounded silently beneath his ears. Five different paths were listed vertically and with different insignias. The first one was Combatant. /COMBATANT: ⚔️/ It listed no information in front of it. He wasn't interested in being a soldier again so he looked to the next one. /HEALER:✝/ he wasn't no healer, he wasn't living a new life and attending to diabetic patients. That would kill him faster than dying. /MECHANIC:/ Hell, Nah, he wasn't going to be dealing with automobiles. The thought repulsed him. /MAGICAL PRACTITIONER:/ This was tempting. He paused and was about to choose it. It would be cool. He'd always loved being a magician and he would have chosen it, if not for the last option. /INTERFACE: / He exhaled and took his time. He wanted to live a new life, and obviously this was one of the important choices that will affect his life. He exhaled. Choose between Magic and an unknown path. He chose the unknown. He selected INTERFACE and the system stopped humming like it'd shut down. Then a humming sound was followed by a blip. A question surfaced. /WHY DID YOU CHOOSE THE INTERFACE?/ He typed in that he wanted to try a new thing. The system seemed to clap happily and the system moved to the next screen. It contained a bit of information on the Interface. /THE INTERFACE: Created by Amis Gordon. If a player chooses this, they have chosen a freer path to their own fate. This path is governed by Will and so it allows the user to choose all four of the listed paths but the user will be presented with a shuffle of data by the system. The system is currently arranging the sequence./ /LOADING.../ /LOADING.../ /NAME: CAROL ARAMIDE HALLER HP: 100 ES: 0 MP: 5 CLASS: PURE TIER: SORCERER ORDER: 0 Lvl: 1 SKILL: HEAVEN'S WINTER RAGE SKILL: HELL'S WRATH TALENT: CRAFT AND MECHANICS LUCK: 0 INBUILT MAGIC: HOME/ The system displayed the information and then displayed another screen containing stuff like strength and stamina. /Strength: 2 Speed: 1 Stamina: 1 Trickery: 2 Intelligence: 3/ /PROCEED>>>/ He clicked proceed and the system hummed and the system displayed another information and this time the display screen showed a vortex and series of lightning in its midst like the eye of a storm. Then the system displayed, /CONGRATULATIONS!! You have created your profile! You are now being transmigrated into the planet Mianca where your mission begins! GOOD LUCK!/ His eyes shut involuntarily, and he was then cloaked in silence, but this time he felt as if he was levitating. ... He opened his eyes and this time the first thing he felt was pain, he knew he was alive and probably human. He was lying down, a sticky liquid stuck to both his palms. He instinctively raised his palm ignoring the searing pain in his abdomen. He looked at his palm and saw it was covered in blood, he jolted, and struggled to stand up immediately, the ache in his abdomen slicing into his nerves. He groaned and slowly got up.He was standing above two people, they were dead. The man was white haired, his wrinkled face still prominent even though he was covered in crimson. He turned to the woman and found her head a few centimeters away from her neck, she was facing sideways, her skin had already lost any luster it could have possessed. Somehow he knew they were his parents and he felt a knot of sadness in him. He held his abdomen and limped backwards, scanning his environment. His ear howled, allowing the sounds of him stepping on shards of glass in the scattered unlit room, seeming distant like the light of the stars. He collided with a piece of furniture and almost reeled backwards. He staggered and found his footing, just as he did, a bird fluttered past him and he fell back cause of shock and the pain in his abdomen tugged at him once more. He groaned and gasped. On the ground he fell towards, his hand felt a metallic piece and he traced it. It was a dagger, he held it in his hand. The thought of d
The stench of smoke and blood made him cough as he trudged forward on the rocky terrain of his town; Vailand. The gash in his stomach had stopped stinging him thanks to the female warrior who saved his life; Tina. He would have tried talking to her, but all he could do was thank her before he passed out. He had been awoken by the other male warrior, a mean guy with a lightning scar across his nose. He had tried to gather his thoughts when Ag popped up again.He'd since then been fiddling with the system in his head. He acquired a reward of two ES that he'd later known to be Essence. This essence would help him improve his magical energy. He was a Order 0 Sorcerer and he was currently at level One. His level progress had increased to fifty percent after he improved it with the 2ES he was rewarded with. Ag had notified him that missions would be harder as they progressed. He was currently reading about his skills, Heaven's Winter and Hell's Wrath./Skill Library: Heaven's Winter: A sk
After a while, he was led by one of them into one of the rows of houses and when he entered, he met a young blonde woman waiting for him, and a bed beside her. She extended her hands towards the bed. She held an almost seductive smile, her dress was a blue shirt tucked in a large long white skirt. Are you kidding? Carol's thought already swung, what sort of world is this? He thought. He complied, and laid down on the bed, his heart beating fast. He was already imagining lots of lewd imagery when the woman stuck a syringe right in his abdomen. He screamed, and before he knew it he was shrouded in darkness once again. Just moments before he passed out, he felt the only thing he has been doing for the past few days was pass out. He woke up in a different room, with one other person in the room with him. The person was on a bed beside him, they were flipping a book, cross legged and a pair of glasses placed carefully on their nose. They glanced up at him as he shrugged and stood up. "
He had only a minute left to complete the task, so he told Magus, who obliged with no questions, to run. He reached the class when the seconds were at the dot of 5. He exhaled as Ag's Message popped up. /Side Task: Completed Reward: 5MP received Total MP: 10 Complete more side task to earn mps/He caught his breath for a while before walking towards the two vacant seats at the far end of the class. Magus walked smiling at everyone, eagerly greeting the students, and for some reason, none of them answered. They seemed to want to keep as much distance from him as possible. Coral shrugged, he glanced back towards Magus and in that second noticed someone's leg stretched out fast enough that Magus would collide with it. He held him back just mere moments before he collided with the leg. The owner of the leg, a blonde fair guy with a pair of glasses, looked up angrily."Everyone," h
Panic ensued immediately after that. Coral forgot about hunger as the logged relic turned on him. He ran. The relic seemed to find this amusing as an eerie laughter escaped from it. Then it followed Coral."Oh shit!" he screamed. "Don't follow me. Don't you. I am new here idiot.""Toidi ereh wen ma I. Uoy tond. em wollof tond." he replied. "Tihs ho!" and it laughed. The librarian was screaming nonstop as Coral jumped off a table and the shadow just walked right through it whispering something that made Coral lose control and land on the ground."Ih, woh era ouy!"Coral screamed. "I DON'T SPEAK SHADOW!" he rolled off the ground and removed his dagger from thin air. A feat he didn't know how he pulled. He will worry about that later."Get down," a voice came from the door.Coral dove off the ground and all he heard was a boom! Chapter Four:The splinters of wood shattering against his back, and the stench of smoke feeling his nostrils didn't compare to the sound of the slithering sh
Coral charged immediately, ignoring her question. He lunged at the solidifying mass of blackness that was turning human with every ticking second. He extended his arm, pointing the dagger forward, he struck! His knife, striking a surface with full force. Alas! It wasn't the surface he wanted to strike, no, the knife went straight through as if it had ignored the existence of the shadow, as if it had forgotten it. Its tip was caught on the wooden desk, Coral's arm in the body of the shadow. "Em truh t'nac uoy," It said. "human turning from,me stop you can neither,"Coral paused after he retracted his hand, this silly shadow just said actual words, he turned to the librarian and found that she was already almost all black. "Oh. Holy!" he gasped, the lady was starting to turn illusory. ∆And it shall come to pass that the soul of Lyris shall answer my call and bend to my authority.∆ the thick girl who seemed to have snapped out of the forgetfulness chanted.Just as she did the whole ha
Just similar to earth's countries and states. The difference was the size, for a planet holding two suns, Mianca was quite small in comparison to earth, it was barely larger than its moon in fact and habitable zones were actually smaller in percentage than earth's. This is mostly due to its south pole possessing a dangerous area called the Lava zone. More than thousands of miles covered in flowing lava. The information was quite unnecessary to Coral, but he still wanted to make himself familiar. He skipped through the different languages and cultures. He was about to start checking out his profile and rewards for surviving the logged relic when he was called into the office. He glanced up and saw the thick girl standing in front of him. He nodded at her and she did the same. He stood up and they both entered the office together. It was neatly arranged with the statue of a man covered in wings erected beside the office table. The statue seemed to hold an ample amount of life, like
He made his stance, and began to follow the rhythm, hitting the wooden dummy at targeted points. Sweats dripped down his head and onto his light brown skin. He punched and blocked, his movements turning into a trancelike state. For the past two weeks, he'd settled down in this world and had started to learn the way they do things. His roommate Magus was seated at the far corner, writing stuff down with a quill. After he had set his goals on Ag, every morning had been like this. He would wake up and go for his training routes which usually began with endurance and strength training. He would then move to skill acquisition. Within these two weeks, his body had grown rapidly, and a day before Ag had notified him that he had unlocked a warrior's body. After he finished with the wooden dummy, he went straight to the bathroom to get ready for school. He checked his profile./PROFILEHP: 98ES: 4MP: 53TIER: SORCERERORDER: 0Lvl: 2 (50% complete)WARRIOR BODY: Level 1(34%)SKILL: HEAVEN'